202Poem> "The Dreamer's Nightly Disposition"
- Oct 9, 2006Bitter dreams late in the purple night,
the purple haze, the drugged like daze of my endless sleep
and heavy patterns of breathing.
Awaken, awaken to darker holes
and mysteries that never seem to piece together.
As each picture flashes before my eyes
like the cinema screen of moving images
with no stream, with no sense before them.
Are they my wants, my thoughts, my dreams
in fragments of dust...
left to rot in the back of an unconscious dreamer?
Whatever the outcome of the nightmare
or the soul's longing for a passing thing
I will bypass each one as mere insensibilities
and continue on my way to reality,
a way much easier to see in the daybreaks' gleam of yellow, warm light
leading me onward until night breaks again.
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